I know now what I did in this World was wrong, I know now that what I did to you was not enough. I know I was wrong and yet it felt so right. I just did not end it when I had to, do I have to live with this sinful deed for the rest of my life? Or should I look you in the eyes once again and tell you that I was right all along… tell me if this world was ready for the beating that I was destined to give you, tell me was it ME that had to stand right in front of you and look you deep into your eyes and tell you this… that you are mine to be taken.. that you were mine to have the sin removed from your heart and crawled in front of my feet as your own fucked up blood?
I know now what I have to do, I have to stare you in the eyes once again, I must die one more time to get what I want. You have won the fight, but sure as hell did not win the war… the war that I was destined to win, the war that I was born for to create. TO BE THAT SNAKE THAT CHOKES YOU AROUND YOUR STINKING THROAT!!! God I wished I could strangle you as you were in my thoughts the innocent Eve… strangling your throat while you desperately try to resist the apple of my truit…. I forgive you for not wanting this sinful deed… for right now…..
There’s a silence, a silence that is amongst us. A silence that tells you that there’s more in this life than what this world would want you to know. There’s more on earth than the serpent that slithers through the high grass, in search of it’s prey. It’s the moments like these that makes you want to think out loud, makes you wonder… was it all meant to be? Was it all meant to shine at that given moment? The moment where you have your hands wrapped around the futile idiot’s throat and just choke the life out of him….
Have you ever had that moment where you felt pity?
Oh no, I did not feel pity….. I felt pride… I felt the need to undo that what I was doing for a further moment…. And yet, I softened up for a mere second… a second in a lifetime, what could that mean you ask? A long living death upon your soul??? The urge of redemption floating before your eyes, begging for me to end it right here and right then.. and yet? I did not… why?
Have you not wondered of the why? Why I left you to live before my own grace? The grace of the death that is yours to take? Do not think so much my pitiful soul.. it would only bear the cross that you have to live with even more… I am sickened to the bone to let a sinner die… just because he wants to… you die at my own wishes, my own urges and my own sins…. Prepare to die my dear friend… prepare….
To vanish….
The moment comes when the sun opens up in the presence of a man. A man that has not slept all night long, perhaps he hasn’t slept for days, who knows maybe in a week. Silently he stares at the rising of the sun, the vanishing of the darkness behind him. The sunrays come over him. His eyes do not blink, his mouth does not smile.
Does this look familiar?
The figure speaks, to whom? To himself? The sun that is raising? Or perhaps an imaginary friend?
Goth, you have been here for days, you got to…..,
Let it go? Was that the words that you were seeking for?
Silence tells the figure that he was at the right end.
I did not ask such a thing my pretty, I just merely asked you if this reminded you of something?
Like what Goth?
Clearly your eyes have been blinding you with light, enabling you to look further than just merely the sun. Something that we all have witnessed a million times, maybe a million and one… who knows, do we keep count?
His eyes are dead locked on the sun, no distraction on his part. As if he is waiting for something to happen. A miracle?
Tell me Sapphira…..,
I DON”T KNOW GOTH!! How many times…
Do I have to tell you that you don’t know? Why don’t you try again? Why don’t you speak of me in the past tense? Just like all of you have desired to do since the day that I vanished from this world…..,
Your not the past Goth, a mere…..,
Loss would not take anything away from that my pretty? It almost makes me wander whether I was talking to my queen of darkness… or merely Foxxy Dreams that opened her legs and let someone vanish in the flesh of pleasure….
As if you never enjoyed it Goth
A chuckle escapes his mouth, a blink of the eye tells us that his concentration vanished for a mere moment. Nothing more as he is deadlocked on the sun.
Does this remind you of something? I should ask this to all the people that once was a mere shadow of my past before delivering the big boom on someone. I know that Despayre is licking his wounds, in the hope that I would never find his baby girl of a fluffed toy. Never hoping that I would enrage once again, hoping that his defeat would soothe my desires to never come back…. How wrong to think that the apple would be eaten after merely one little nibble… wouldn’t you agree?
You do know how to play your role so well my love.
My role? Is it truly that what you seek in me? Is it the need to see a flashlight shining upon my head once again? To have my name on billboards that gets you excited my dear? Or is it the mere fact that you know that there’s a hunger inside of me that needs to be fulfilled?
She stares at him with a sickening grin, knowing full well that her man is right.
Trust the thought of the mortal man to be an easy one to say the least. Trust the thought of a mortal man to be weak of thoughts and flesh, trust is the key to the lies that breaks down those who claim to be powerful Granted the voice of I told you so will echo through the brains of those who were watching the last time I entered the ring and got beat. Beat?? BEAT?? Oh yes, I got beat, but I showed the world that they are not done with the Gothic One. have I played out my cards the right way? Of course I didn’t. I should have drank the wine that is my blood and I should have eaten the bread that is my flesh…. I should have hung myself once again upon the cross and be aware of the knowledge that they did not know what they have done….,
Are you rephrasing the Bible once again Goth? I thought…,
You thought I was done with the charade? Did you assume the reality that I would not grasp back at that what I once was? You see my pretty, I may have evolved to something new, something different… but I know what made me, I remember that what is still a part of me. I do know the mathematics of that what is the essence of my soul is still brewing inside of me…. Even though I do not feel the need to ask HIM for their forgiveness on a regular basis. And you know why?
Because I have shed the innocence that once played me in the card against those who opposed me. Those who claimed I wasn’t a king, I was merely a man that used a symbol of faith to my advantage… oh how foolish to think that I use the outer shed of skin of something like that? like that would grant me victories? Like that would grant me success.. it was the reality that stuck inside my stinking head. The reality that I was already under their skin from the moment that they saw MY NAME on the board against them
And now??
Now I just want to take what I feel is mine….,
And what do you want to take my dear….,
What I want? I wish it was that easy, but let me give you an idea that what I want my pretty. I want people to get a chance to do something that nobody has ever done before…
What is that?
Don’t be greedy my dear… you see there are names out there that want to take me out. There are names that want to avenge things beyond their wildest dreams. There are those who want to make a name for themselves. And guess what? I’m going to make their lives complete. I’m going to grant them the chance of a lifetime to face a GOD!! Oh yes sure, I lost to Despayre, but is that what they want to remember me off? To be the man that was been beaten by someone else while you sat on the sideline? Wishing it was you? Wishing that you had that torch handed to you? Wishing that you had the world talking about you? Or just realizing that if it was you, that you were crushed by me?
Because let’s face it, the man that I have challenged has got nothing compared to the man that luckily beat me. Let’s face it. The man that I challenged is a man that took things from me, thought that bringing the gimmick that I used to stardom would bring you the same? Come on little Kain… you are just another name that I used to play with. You see Kain, I heard what you had to say. I heard you say that I wanted you to be nothing more than my bitch? Gee Kain, let’s just look back… you did everything I wanted you to do, you destroyed those who I wanted you to destroy. You became the man that was scheduled to take away the championship belt from the one man that I wanted to be removed from it all. And what did you do? Absolutely everything that I told you to do. Is that a man that could be identified as one man that was on his own? Seriously Kain, you were a mere wannabe replica of that what I used to be… does that mean that I like you? Or is that sounding like something that will be remembered as a Weird Al Yankovic wannabe.
I’ve heard you ramble, I’ve heard you scream and moan. I’ve heard about your wishes of revenge, vowing that you would get your stinking hands on me. I Hear you utter the words that you are the King of Kings, the Lone wolf… how many more relatives are you going to be using to build up your own career Kain? You see you say I changed in desperation? How desperate can one man be by imitating that of what his predecessor used in his career before you even dared to open your mouth as a wrestler? I walked into a kingdom of sand, I walked around in the deadly pits of hell and insanity just for mere sanity… while you? YOU just open up your mouth and say that everyone should bow down to the KING???
You even use the music that I’ve used for years… it’s bringing great memories to my head as I hear Lemmy utter the mere words of on your knees dog… to me that tells me that it is on… to me these mere words wish me to bring back the desire to fulfil the need to break down the one man that wanted to sit on my thrown. The one man that proclaimed HIMSELF TO BE ME!!! Don’t you know that you are nothing more than a follower from the Father from above?
Tell me Kain, what did you deserve to become the new King of Kings? Did I put down my thrown and begged you to step in my place? You say I changed in desperation? You see you are only right on one part of it all. I became an owner, I put down the wrestling boots and let others desperately try to imitate the same things that I’ve done. Have you? Have you done anything that would tell me that you are my replacement in wrestling history? Have you wrestled in Psycho Circus and won it? To be the man that was least expected to reclaim his price after six long months of being held back? To be the one that has had to carry the entire hopes and dreams of a federation and did it with a smile?
You see Kain, you are a man that is only with rage, a man that proclaims the right to judge those before he will be judged himself. What are you more than the Rabbi’s that threw down Jesus on the cross, as he was more dangerous than Bar Abbas? That he was more suitable to be hanged between two murderers than a murderer himself?
Have you ever become the most hated man in history? The most loved? The most respected? Only in your mind as a wannabe bitch. Yes you are nothing more and the fact that Mark Ward did the same like I did… only tells me that you are still that one dimensional character that likes to add a dead skin of killed humans like Leatherface did. Hoping that it would create a character upon you, as people look right through you.
Goth chuckles as he looks at his hands as he closes them into fists.
You are the most complete fighter, that you are the greatest? I can taste the sins running over your body. There’s nothing I can do to stop you from doing the ultimate sin upon me? Tell me Kain…. What would you do if you see me staring into your eyes? Staring into the dark eyees that are so confident and that you see death? You see the maker of sins in front of you? That you see the one man that you never faced, the one man that created a new era of the GWA that now is dead? The ERA of the GOTH. The era where I dominated and humiliated the entire industry and you know something? I did it with class, I did it with pleasure in my heart and soul. You talk you are a fighter? I’m more than that… I’m the man that sees things that you will never understand. I saw you wanted attention, I saw that you had talent… and yet you had no patience that I have… you have no class, you have no qualities that would propel you into the next dimension that our great sports is heading into.
Tell me, what have you succeeded to do in the time that separated our paths? Have you found love? Have you won the lottery that made you wealthier than Oprah? Have you learned to spell the ABC backwards? No, I tell you what you did..,. You sat back in your stinking car, driving back to whatever stink hole you came from and moped as you kicked the bucket of your stinking goat that tried to eat from it. You sat into your rocket chair and cried me a freaking river while screaming out my name. Vowing the revenge that I’m giving you… Hell son, you came into my face in my wrestling debut in SCW and what did that give you? NOTHING!! I ignored you. Like I did in the past in the AWA when you tried to cut a promo, I’m sorry that I didn’t listen. I was banging my misses, in the hope that I wouldn’t hear you stutter.
You say I should have let you do what YOU wanted? Tell me what that would have been? Oh I know, you wanted to win the titles. Run around like a bitch and betray me. Stab me in the back, taking away the power that I have… you see Kain, I know everything. I hear everything and to tell me that the AWA is nothing without you? Tell me Kain, is that true? I’m heading into the fifth year of the AWA. I have never had more talent that I have right now. HELL I even screwed out the Sins just for the fun of it. I’ve screwed everyone that thought that they deserved the same things that you are accusing me of not giving you. And you know why Kain?
Is this going to last long Goth?
Goth chuckles hearing the words from his woman.
Oh no, I will be with you shortly my dear. I’m just going to grant Kain a little secret. The world of the ASYLUM WRESTLING ALLIANCE is mine to do whatever I want. And you can claim all you want, but at least I make the world talk about me. Something that you have never experienced. You were yesterdays news my friend. I have the stock market to look after, I have to make sure that the ratings are up sky high. I have to make sure that the money keeps rolling in and with you? I only saw the world coming to an end if I didn’t do what I had to do. And now? Now I can just sit back and watch you foam from the mouth, because everything I’m saying make sense!!!!
I took everything away from you and had no remorse… think before you sign a contract idiot. I’m a boss, do you see any other federation head of the company show remorse when you have a stomach ache? When your back hurts? When you broke a finger? Son blood only fuels me, I’ve been burned. I’ve been blasted more into the head than you have ever dared to look at a porn mag. I’ve made people turn their heads more times than the Exorcist could spew out her vomit and say to the pries to fuck her. Yes I’m using examples that your pathetic mind would never could come up with and you know why? Because you are pathetic.
You are nothing more than a big giant, that has a fucked up Mr. T hair cut. You got tattoos ’that could be resembled to the My Little Pony dynasty. Your high pitch voice reminds me of Pee Wee Herman and your tights have cut off the oxygen to your ballsack that woul make me wander if Lady Gaga took them away from you in your sleep!!
I’ve ended giants Kain, I’ve crushed vampire bitches and HELL I wrestled two championship matches in one single night and pinned both challengers to retain them!!! I’ve headlined six main events on PPV basis in a row!!! I’ve defended or fought for 11 championships in 12 PPV’s in one year. I became the last man to ever been inducted in the legendary GWA and I’m still kicking ass. I’ve been compared to the greats and you know something? When I tell the world that I’m the greatest in the world, people believe me. When I say these things the world believes me for a simple reason… because I back these words every single time I step foot in the ring. And just because I lose every now and then, doesn’t mean that I’m still the original while you are just a joke. Oh sure, I may have taken the King of Kings title from another name. But at least I made it mine, I made it to a point where I was original… every time I ended a promo, I said that it was good to be the King… the King of Kings…
You see Kain, ask around and people would put me on the top of the list. People would remember how I destroyed legends. Where I took away dreams as quickly as I can take girls virginity… you have got much to learn before you open your mouth and try to announce yourself to the gate of greatness and fortune. Because as long as I got the key, you will forever be my little bitch… and to quote you for a change Kain… there’s nothing that you can do about it… so why don’t YOU BOW DOWN TO THE KING… BITCH!!!!
Goth turns as he walks over to his woman, but turns around and grins…,
It’s good to be the King… the King of Kings….,
